The moment cold stars flashed inside Yin Feihong's sleeve, he prepared to flee the enormous gorge.
Although Ao Guo and four other Second-Rank masters were present, he still wanted to try his luck with a secret art he had prepared long ago.
But in the next instant, Yin Feihong sensed something wrong: Chu Xisheng suddenly dispersed before his eyes like clouds and smoke.
Yin Feihong's pupils contracted slightly, his heart filled with astonishment.
My intent actually failed to lock onto Chu Xisheng's true body?
This seemed to be a move from the Formless Divine Sect's lightness technique, Phantom Cloud Trace-Cloud-Mark Phantom Shadow? It could leave a cloud-formed phantom behind while the user moved at high speed.
Then where exactly was Chu Xisheng now? And when had he used that move?
The Nine-Yang Essence-Breaking Needles were immensely powerful, capable of killing a Fourth-Rank expert at extremely close range.
But if they were fired in the wrong direction and failed to find their real target, those Nine-Yang Essence-Breaking Needles would accomplish nothing.
As thoughts raced through Yin Feihong's mind, he heard Chu Xisheng's cold voice behind him.
"Looking for me?"
At that very instant, the dozens of Nine-Yang Essence-Breaking Needles blasted apart the cloud of mist Chu Xisheng had left ahead of him.
Chu Xisheng's true body appeared behind Yin Feihong at the same time. He held his left-hand jade saber, the Jade Tablet and Golden Standard. Jade-colored light flashed, and Yin Feihong's head instantly flew into the air, a torrent of blood spurting from his neck.
Yin Feihong's expression shifted slightly as he watched the view before him spin and change.
Divine Sorrow Lawbreaking!
Chu Xisheng really did possess extraordinarily powerful law-breaking power. Even the escape secret art I prepared beforehand failed to take effect.
Yet he did not panic at